I could be a rambler from the seven dials
  I don't pay taxes 'cause I never file
  I don't do bid'ness that don't make me smile
  I love my aeroplane 'cause she's got style
  
  I'm a treetop flyer
  Treetop flyer
  
  I fly any cargo that you can pay to run
  The bush league pilots, they just can't get the job done
  You've got to fly down the canyon, don't never see the sun
  There's no such thing as an easy run
  
  I'm a treetop flyer
  Treetop flyer
  
  I fly low, I'm in high demand
  Go 15 feet over the rio grande
  I blow the mesquite right up off the sand
  I'm seldon seen, 'specially when I land
  
  I'm a treetop flyer
  Born survivor
  
  Now people been askin' me where'd you learn to fly that way
  Was over in vietnam, chasin' the nva
  The government taught me, and they taught me right
  Stay down below the treeline and you'll be alright
  
  I'm a treetop flyer
  Born survivor
  
  So I'm comin' home, I'm runnin' low and fast
  Promised my woman this is gonna be my last
  I get the ship down, I tie her fast
  And then some old boy wakes up, and he says, "hey son,
  Wanna make some fast cash? "
  
  I'm a treetop flyer
  
  Well there's things I am
  And there's things I am not
  Yes I'm a smuggler and I could get shot
  I ain't gonna die, I ain't going to get caught
  You see I'm a flying fool, and this aeroplane is, whoo, hot
  
  I'm a treetop flyer
  Born survivor
  Workin' alone